Job Gone Wrong

October 16, 2017:

Remy LeBeau tries to steal a certain red gem from Kitty Pryde, but his employers didn't tell him the full story. Peter Quill is exasperated, and wants ramen. An ice giant— and hilarity— ensues.

Crest Hill

Property values should be going down any day now.

Characters

NPCs: None.

Mentions: John Constantine

Mood Music: [*\# None.]


Fade In…

Kitty and Peter Quill are heading back to Crest Hill and Shadowcrest after a small stint at SHIELD. Either Peter has been attempting to get her to stop hating space or she has attempted to turn him in to the authorities. It's hard to tell. It could have been both. With these two? Never take anything off the table.

Right now they seem - at the very least - amiable if arguing. Or, perhaps they are simply arguing. "That is not the point at all!" Kitty tells Peter with an exasperated sigh. "I'm just saying that space is - without a doubt - terrifying. There's a void! A literal void that can make your head explode if you look at it wrong! That's terrifying, don't you think?"

Ah, the age old fight about space versus earth. "And I get that there are nice things about it, but that doesn't really undercut it's terror."

*

"Look I've spent most of my life up there so I don't know, it just doesn't bother me nearly as much!" Peter's comeback is typically…well…him. "I mean sure it can kill you, but that doesn't mean you stop going in it. Water can kill you and you don't stop drinking it or going swimming. Fire can kill ya but you use that all the time. Space is just kinda like that. I mean as long as you /know/ it can kill ya, its fine!"

This logic is not very logic. But its par for the course with Starlord.

"Besides, if you let space scare you that much then it wins. You don't want space to win do you?"

*

The man jogging his way down the sidewalk in the mid-October chill is wearing black track pants, a red T-shirt, a black hoodie and sunglasses. He looks like a dozen other wealthy sorts who frequent this neighborhood and get their regular exercise by jogging about. Of course, following these guys here, to this location, and doing a quick clothing change to be this Mr. Suburbia was a Herculean task.

But not an insurmountable one, not for Gambit, who is a master of his craft.

The next thing that happens is a bit of coordinated fumbling. His cell phone rings…because he set a timer, but it sounds like a ring tone. He takes it out and takes it to his ear, still jogging. "Hello?"

No hiding that Cajun accent.

He 'trips' just as he's about to pass by Peter and Kitty. Specifically by Kitty. The phone fumbles towards her, he stumbles towards her, it's all a big mess as he scrambles to catch it and not to knock her over.

*

"Sure, water in large amounts will kill you, but a void even in a small amount will kill you! And you can't drink the void! We are not made out of fifty percent void! That's a thing!" The two of them are still arguing, though somehow it is not quite as heated as their general arguments. This seems to be more of a spirited debate, a well trod back and forth.

As the man jogs toward them, Kitty pays him little attention other than the cursory once over. There are a lot of people in this neighborhood. She's used to people jogging.

As the phone fumbles, she immediately goes to try and catch it. It's in her nature to help people and this is certainly one of those times. "Oh! Oh man." She's not exactly butterfingers, but catching an already falling phone is hard. Eventually - awkwardly - she grabs the phone and presses it against her even as the pair of them collide against each other.

"Ah! Sorry! Geez."

*

"Woah hey there buddy, watch the hands!" Peter calls as he steps back from the flailing tangle that is two people colliding into each other. "I mean I know I'm not from this planet, sorta, but man you should watch where your going!"

The pilot is totally not on the whole 'keeping aliens secret' thing.

In fact he has no idea that is actually a thing is possibily a problem. Who really knows. Maybe he does it just so Kitty will glare at him.

He does love attention.

*

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," the man says. He stumbles back from them both, has the grace to look embarrassed, makes placating motions with his hands. He also gives Peter a slack-jawed double take.

At what point did a certain red jewel transfer from Kitty's pockets to his own? Wouldn't anyone just like to know. Fast hands, deft hands, that's what it's all about. He doesn't even leave quickly, the way most pickpockets might. "Work, it never lets up," he says by way of explanation. He grimaces and says, "Thanks for catching that for me, Miss. It would have sucked if the screen had cracked."

Just any slightly douchey overworked rich guy in Gotham, right here.

*

"It's fine, Peter!" Kitty waves Peter off as he talks about how people should watch where they're going. Predictably, she glares at him when she says he's not from this planet. "He's joking about that." Dammit, Peter, don't talk about not being from this planet. That's generally not what people say on the streets, as far as she knows and is concerned. With a roll of her eyes, she turns from him and back to the man she just ran into.

In fact, it's hard for even her to tell that something is amiss. "Oh, totally, I get that. Trying to get a new phone sucks." Right now she is attempting to disentangle. The familiar weight of the gem in her pocket is not missed right now. Shortly, it surely will be by muscle memory if not by the object's strange side effect.

"Have a good run!" She tells him with a bit of a wave as she pulls herself to the side. It's clear she doesn't think anything is at all amiss.

*

"I guess its kinda joking about that, since I was /born/ here." Peter replies as he shrugs his shoulders. "But I mean mostly I grew up in space." He mutters the last part under his breath as he watches ths Strange Cajun Man jog off. Though he frowns for a moment.

Thoughtfully.

He just nods though as the man starts off, waiting till he's at least a few paces away before he slips just a wee bit closer to Kitty. "…check your pockets."

A pause.

"Yeah yeah, your gonna say something about giving the benifit of the doubt and not being paranoid and how everyone isn't a bad guy. So maybe its the whole pirate thing but I mean there are only two reasons I run into pretty girls." …which is a compliment somewhere in there. "…and thats to get their number or to see whats in their pockets. So…check your pockets."

*

The jogging man has continued to jog. A little faster than he was jogging before to be sure. He in fact turns a corner right around the time Peter tells Kitty to check her pockets.

Of course, her wallet is definitely there. No money was stolen in the attempt to acquire strange red mystical gems. Anything else of value she had in her pockets? Also one hundred percent there.

That's baby stuff. He won't touch stuff like that. And if his client hadn't specifically told him this gem would most likely be on her? He would have disdained a pickpocketing scheme to begin with. He hasn't messed with that since Jean-Luc took him in. Jeez.

*

"You generally don't joke about space to people here," Kitty tells Peter with a sigh. It's almost as if she's explained that to him before. As he comes in closer, her brows furrow. For a moment she's annoyed that he thinks that she can be pick pocketed. She is Kitty Pryde! She is Shadowcat! She doesn't get stolen from, she is the one that sneaks in and takes things for the X-Men!

Kitty opens her mouth, going to say just that but Peter is already putting words in her mouth. She's upset mostly because of how right he is in his assessment of what she's about to say. "Just because you stole things doesn't mean everyone does!" is, instead, what she says. It sounds hollow even to her.

With the warning, her hands go to her wallet - still there. Her keys - still there. It hadn't even occurred to her that someone would take the gem but that is where she checks next and she realizes it isn't there. With a sudden stop in her pace, her eyes go wide. "Oh no," she hisses. "He—" She barely gets to say what she's thinking. Blessedly, she's careening off in the direction of the jogging man before Peter can tell her he told her so.

In a blur of motion, Kitty comes crashing right back into the man who stole the gem from her - pulled like a rubber band back to its source.

*

Peter just rolls his eyes. "Look it was steal things or they /ate/ me. Its not that hard a choice! Besides, they always told me they kept me around because I was small and could get into places other people couldn't. So I figured I might as well stay useful."

But she /does/ check, and Peter has the good grace not to say anything smug /imeadeatly/.

At least under she stops and looks suprised.

THEN the smug look comes up and he is just about to launch the 'I told you so' salvo before…

Yoink.

There goes Kitty.

Now Peter's eyes widen as he realises just what the man stole.

"Whelp I guess I don't need to tell you I told you so!" He calls out as she goes rubberbanding back towards the jogger…

But he trails off.

"Oh hell," And then he's running after the both of them. "He's not warded like we are!"

*

Remy has been having a run of bad luck since he got to New York. A few contracts have gone sour. The ghost of his brother-in-law is trying to murder him back. And now a simple pickpocketing has resulted in a woman careening into him from behind.

He makes an inarticulate sound of surprise as he hits the pavement. He manages to keep ahold of the gem (he's a professional, after all), but he does go falling straight down. "Merde," he manages, twisting around, figuring the jig is up. "How the hell did you do that?"

But then the gem is growing super cold in his grasp. This guy has more energy to draw from than most. His sunglasses are long gone, and red eyes widen in sudden pain and panic as the gem rips kinetic energy out of him. Fast. Very fast. This isn't like charging him up. This is like it's sucking from the internal furnace inside of him. He tries to let go, and he finds it's digging right into him. He can't.

The portal that starts to open right in front of them is huge.

"What the Hell!" he cries, in something of a panic.

*

It is lucky for either for Peter or Kitty that she is pulled away before the 'I told you sos' started to go out. She would certainly have a whole litany of things to say about that. However she is a bit occupied at the moment.

With little warning, she finds herself careening and then entangled with Remy LeBeau. "You absolute ass!!" she hisses at him, shoving him back onto the pavement as he attempts to disentangle himself. "Give it back!" she hisses. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

Then, of course, the portal starts to open. Remy's eyes widen, things start to change in him and she realizes he's starting to know the error he's made. Without bothering to get up from the ground, she fights and searches him in an attempt to scrounge the gem back. "Give it back! They're trying to find us! What the hell, dude! You could have just taken my wallet! Credit cards are so much more replaceable!"

*

"Yeah, you just pocketed a magic gem with an entire race of souls stuffed inside connected to some kind of god that likes to freeze and eat people!" Peter replies towards Remy as he skids to a stop beside the other two. "Give it back quick before they—-"

And then portal.

"….Kitty." A pause. "Is it just me or is that a lot bigger than normal." He says as he slips hands inside his long coat, coming up with his double pistols as he stares at the yawning ice portal. "I'm thinking thats bigger than normal. It sure looks bigger than normal. I do /not/ want to deal with an ice ghost thing that comes out of that…"

A longer pause.

"THIS WOULD BE WHERE ALL THE BYSTANDERS RUN AWAY!" He raises his voice to make sure the surrounding people on the street do scatter.

…thankfully this /is/ Gotham and they are good at running from strange things there.

*

When Kitty snatches for the gem Remy is happy to surrender it. The gem is not happy to surrender Remy. Kitty is linked to it, so she's successful when she takes it, but she really has to yank to get it free. And when she does, Remy falls back for just a second.

"Ice ghosts? Oh man," he grumbles. "That was not in the job description, no."

He gets to his feet fast enough though, springing nimbly into place and withdrawing a playing card. He's quick on the uptake. He can tell when they're about to be attacked.

And the giant ice troll that lumbers through with a massive roar doesn't disappoint. It swings its club like it's about to try to play Kitty, Peter, and Remy golf.

"Bon, c'est bon," he mutters, his version of 'this is ALL FINE.'

The civilians do indeed scatter. Fast. Some of them get in cars and speed away.

*

"A lot bigger," Kitty tells Peter with a sinking suspicion in her stomach. "Oh, this is not good. We need to get out of here."

While Kitty yanks the gem away and settles it again in her pocket, the damage is already done. To Remy, she shoves him. "Job description? Someone hired you to steal this?" she asks, intrigued, but also still scared. There's a reason they got warded against things. And now, of course, that doesn't seem to matter in the hands of a good thief.

"This is your fault!" she tells Remy in a high pitched voice filled with fear. "Don't steal metaphysical gems!" Who hired him is certainly going to be something she attempts to find out after all this is over.

Instead, she looks to Peter. "Okay, we gotta end this thing. Last time it was Constantine. Think it's possible to just shove it through the portal?"

*

"Job description? Oh man did someone sucker you. Never take a blind job man, rule one!" Then Peter is having to jump back and dodge the giant huge club that comes swinging though the air.

"Toss me the thing, Kitty so you can do your thing!" He adds as he fires paired blasts of superheated plasma at the odd ice troll. Hopefully that works.

"We can drive it back, or we can blow it up. Rocket, Groot, and I blew one of the little ones up. With… a…lot of bullets." The pilot calls. "The portal should close…eventually?! I don't know how magic works! I do starships not magic!" He adds as he dances back, shooting at the thing once more.

"Or just melt the damn thing!"

*

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" Remy agrees, even as he charges his card up with kinetic energy. "The more you know, right?"

The fact that the gem stole lots of his doesn't seem to have taken all he can do by a long shot. He flings the card even as Peter starts shooting.

Good news. Peter blows a chunk of stuff off the big ice troll. Remy blows another big chunk. Center mass. Bad news? It keeps right on coming, stomping straight out into Crest Hill.

Batman is just going to love this shit.

The thief backs up, offering more distance, and gives Peter a double take, and grumbles, "They offered a lot of money, mon ami. And up here they're all a damn gamble." Apparently Peter is a kindred spirit, that's not to be discounted, after all. And: "Nice jacket."

He's not getting to enjoy his own awesome duster right now. The peril of disguises, truly.

The troll tries another swipe at them, bringing its massive ice club down good and hard.

*

"A lot bigger," Kitty tells Peter with a sinking suspicion in her stomach. "Oh, this is not good. We need to get out of here."

While Kitty yanks the gem away and settles it again in her pocket, the damage is already done. To Remy, she shoves him. "Job description? Someone hired you to steal this?" she asks, intrigued, but also still scared. There's a reason they got warded against things. And now, of course, that doesn't seem to matter in the hands of a good thief.

"This is your fault!" she tells Remy in a high pitched voice filled with fear. "Don't steal metaphysical gems!" Who hired him is certainly going to be something she attempts to find out after all this is over.

Instead, she looks to Peter. "Okay, we gotta end this thing. Last time it was Constantine. Think it's possible to just shove it through the portal?"

"Job description? Oh man did someone sucker you. Never take a blind job man, rule one!" Then Peter is having to jump back and dodge the giant huge club that comes swinging though the air.

"Toss me the thing, Kitty so you can do your thing!" He adds as he fires paired blasts of superheated plasma at the odd ice troll. Hopefully that works.

"We can drive it back, or we can blow it up. Rocket, Groot, and I blew one of the little ones up. With… a…lot of bullets." The pilot calls. "The portal should close…eventually?! I don't know how magic works! I do starships not magic!" He adds as he dances back, shooting at the thing once more.

"Or just melt the damn thing!"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" Remy agrees, even as he charges his card up with kinetic energy. "The more you know, right?"

The fact that the gem stole lots of his doesn't seem to have taken all he can do by a long shot. He flings the card even as Peter starts shooting.

Good news. Peter blows a chunk of stuff off the big ice troll. Remy blows another big chunk. Center mass. Bad news? It keeps right on coming, stomping straight out into Crest Hill.

Batman is just going to love this shit.

The thief backs up, offering more distance, and gives Peter a double take, and grumbles, "They offered a lot of money, mon ami. And up here they're all a damn gamble." Apparently Peter is a kindred spirit, that's not to be discounted, after all. And: "Nice jacket."

He's not getting to enjoy his own awesome duster right now. The peril of disguises, truly.

The troll tries another swipe at them, bringing its massive ice club down good and hard.

*

Kitty hasn't had to look at one of these in months and now that she is back into seeing them in all their horror, it doesn't do anything to alleviate her fear and dislike of them. The yell from Peter to toss him the gem to do what she does is met with a pause. "Last time I tried what I did? It felt like…" she shivers. "It wasn't good. I'm not sure what I do is good for what they do."

However, just for safety, she does toss him the gem. That means she does - at least - have the possibility of phasing through these creatures. "And they never told you why it was worth that much money?" She looks to Remy with a raised eyebrow. She's not a thief, she's not a crook, but she seems to think that things that might be too good to be true generally are.

"We never saw how Constantine took care of it. We were in that closet. Let's figure out something, maybe? Without some magic, I'm not sure what else we can do other than kite it about the streets and wait for a wayward masked guy to help us out!"

*

Peter snatches the gem out of the air and the glittering thing disappears within an eyeblink as he stows it away. "Thanks," He adds towards the jacket comment before he reaches up and taps something on the side of his ear. What most would take for some kind of strange ear-ring. A little metal clasp really, nothing much to look at. At his touch though that armor of his unfolds, enclosing his features in the mask of his. Red lenses of his eyes glow as he launches himself up into the air with his boots.

Obviously trying to get the things attention.

"Come on you ugly excuse for a Dairy Queen cone!!" He shouts at it as he peppers the monster with fire.

Kitty and Remy both shout and Quill pauses. "It was a very nice closet." Then a longer pause. Perhaps remembering the closet moment in his minds eye before he adds. "We just keep shooting it! Or slicing it! Or distracting it! I'll see if I can get Rocket and Groot to get over here, or call Bristishface and see if he can…I don't know. Take the magic school bus over here!"

A pause before they start to get a one sided conversation. Obviously Peter is using his com system. "Rocket! Where are you?" Beatpause. "What do you mean you and Groot are having ramen!? Where did you find ramen in this city?" A longer pause. "Is it good ramen? Wait no nevermind that! There is one of those ice things over here to blow up." A longer pause. "IT IS NOT MY FAULT!" An even longer pause. "Don't you hang up on me! I don't care if Groot just got his bowl and—-"

Click.

"HE HUNG UP ON ME!"

*

Peter Quill takes to the air, and Remy does step in front of Kitty as she fusses at him. "Most jewelry worth a great deal of money is just worth a great deal of money," he says dryly. "They never even said it was magic. Guess I shoulda asked why anyone would be carryin' it in their dadgum pocket though."

He'll have a 'chat' with his employer later.

Meanwhile, Peter is definitely able to get the attention of the beast. It roars a roar that's enough to shake the buildings at large, and then it swipes at Peter, pretty much focusing on him exclusively, swiping again and again with the club. It is also moving further from the portal as it does so. The portal remains open, but it's twisting, sparking, and glowing in a very odd fashion.

Remy charges up another three playing cards, but this time around he's waiting a bit, feeding more energy into them so he can get a bigger boom. "Don't worry," he says, to Peter's diatribe to the mysterious 'Rocket.' "I blow things up just fine, me!"

*

"If he's at Momofuku, it's really good Ramen!" Kitty can't help but quip to Peter. For once, her main anger is not directed his way. It's laid squarely on the man who attempted to steal it from her pocket. "Y'know, you keep saying it's not your fault. One of these days it's definitely gonna be your fault." Which means - for this moment? it's not. Practically revolutionary.

As Remy lays into the frost creature in front of her, she runs as well, intent on engaging. From her bag, she withdraws a katana and moves to swing at the creature. The flashes of light and the even more noticeable sonic boom hit her and she blinks and studies the man. "Who are you?" she asks, unable to help yourself.

*

"Yeah, and on that day…" Peter tosses back towards Kitty. "…I'll totally blame Rocket." A smirk that she can just imagine even though she can't see is there as he boosts away from the swipes, zipping back down in the things face to keep its attention square on him.

Urgh. Being this hero type thing sucks.

"Does it matter who he is right now?" He adds. "He can blow things up! So he's got super-something or other. And he's a thief!" A pause. "I mean one that's kinda hard up for a job since he's not checking up on things as well as he should. But still. He blows stuff up. Good enough for now!" A longer pause before he adds. "Take out the legs if you can!" He calls as he aims and delivers both barrels to the things head.

…which is when he notes the sparking of the portal.

"…uh. Kitty. That just does not look normal…" Then something else happens. "Wait you know where to get good Ramen and you didn't tell me?!"

Focusing on the important things.

*

"Just how do you go about checking up on magical ice troll gems?" Remy demands.

But it's true. He's kind of hard up. He is a thief. He doesn't dispute that, he just grumps when his professionalism is called into question. Then again he also looks kind of young.

Then Kitty is producing a katana and he splutters. "Why didn't you pull that out before?" he demands, side stepping out of her way.

The thing opens its big mouth and tries to bite Peter. Possibly in half. He can't hit so close to his own face after all, but he can sure try to crunch on Peter, who looks like he's tasty and good with ketchup.

"You go left, I'll go right," he tells Kitty, at least willing to clean up his mistake rather than scarper off to let this thing cover his escape. That doesn't exactly make him a saint. "I'll time it with you!" he adds, not wanting to throw off her aim, or get her crushed.

*

"Some of that might be fair," Kitty tells Peter. It seems tonight is give an inch and a mile is allowed. She can certainly imagine the smirk, even she cannot see it.

"Yes it matters! Because I am curious!" she tells Peter with an exasperated sort of retort. "He could have blown me up and then just taken what he wanted!" It's a legitimate fear. "Plus, if he's a mutant, that means I'd like to know who he is!" Because she is a mutant, too, and that means something to her. That might not come across to Remy until he attempts to order her about.

There is a skeptical look, but then there's the verbal, "Fine! With me!" Then, she goes along, running and sliding to slice at left leg. She phases, though she keeps the katana solid as she moves - something she can only do as Quill has the gemstone with him rather than on her person.

On the opposite side of the ice giant, she breathes a bit heavily and adds - to Quill, commenting on his hurt at not knowing about the ramen restaurant: "You never asked!"

*

"We are so getting ramen after this!!" Peter calls as the monster opens his maw to bite down. Which gets a boot instead of the whole Starlord. The boot being one of his jets that he kicks into the things maw to jam it open.

Launching himself backwards with just the other one he takes aim on the jet the thing is trying to nom on. "Suck on this, Frosty!"

Then he shoots. Intending to blow up his own boot.

Landing with a skid backwards as he sets himself down on the ground again he shrugs slightly. "I don't know, maybe ask if they are from a world ending ice god cult!" He shoots at Remy as he stands up once again.

"Kitty, is it just me. Or is that portal looking less like a portal and more like something that shouldn't look like that?" He hasn't noticed the cards and how they looked. He just thinks Remy there has special exploding throwing cards.

…he's from space. He thinks everyone has things like that.

*

Remy times the strike just as he promised, flinging the three cards. Indeed, he packs more than enough force to blow up any number of Kitty Prydes, though at the very least he can't go charging people up with the same sort of energy. And he's not much inclined to murder anyway, as a rule. His cards blow his entire leg out. Her katana slices through, taking out the other leg at the knee, down it comes…

And then Peter blows up his own boot in the maw of the beast. The thing's head explodes. There aren't any sparking firework colors, though that would have been awesome, but there is…well.

It's briefly snowing as bits of monster head rain down upon them.

Remy hears Quill, takes a second look at that portal, and red eyes widen. He certainly knows what his own powers do. "Oh, merde…it took my energy. Get clear! I think it's probably gonna explode!"

*

"It's hard to get reservations!" Kitty retorts to Peter as he attempts to blame the whole ramen thing on her. "You should yell at Rocket and Groot for going without you!"

The flash of the cards and the kick of Peter are all met dimly from her own attack. Once she's focused on a task, other things tend to fall away. It's only when Peter points out that the portal doesn't look like it should that she blinks a few times.

"I'm…not exactly sure how portals are supposed to look. But that one does not at all look good, I'll agree." Skittering backward, she attempts to snag onto Remy and yank him backward - right through the creature and toward Peter Quill. Once they're free of obstacles, she'll let go.

"Okay, Operation High Tail it Out of Here is in full motion! Let's go!"

*

"I can just steal us some, that's what Rocket did I bet!" Quill tosses back as he dances back still shooting at the headless, legless, thing that is still trying to crawl fowards. "I mean you keep telling me I'm a no good pirate I might as well act like it!"

If he's gonna get called on it, he might as well enjoy it!!

That is of course when Peter hears Remy shouting something about it'll explode.

"I approve of this plan!" He calls out as he reaches for Kitty's hand before turning to book it right out.

Its just cause she can phase. Not because he cares or anything.

That's his story.

*

Remy LeBeau has experienced many things in his time. Being suddenly grabbed by the collar by a determined katana-wielding woman who abruptly makes him fly through things like he's a ghost?

Until now? Not on his list. His eyes go wider still, and he splutters even as he stumbles backwards in an attempt to keep up. Through the ice giant's largely defunct body, and right on past, getting distance until…

When it explodes, it's not like an exploding building. Indeed, the flowing lines of the portal just seem to pop out of existence, and for about 20 seconds it might seem like all is going to be well.

And then the shockwave hits, and it's immense, enough to half-uproot trees in its wake, an invisible wave that chases them down the street and threatens to knock all three of them off their feet and into various bits of Crest Hill.

*

Man, they are definitely going to have to explain this at some point to someone. Kitty pulls Remy in an attempt to help get him out of the way of the impact of the portal. As the all make their way out of the blast radius, she shoots a look to Peter about his quip about stealing a reservation. "No one does that!" She tells him quite firmly.

However, she keeps running and as she becomes solid, she grabs onto Peter's hand, too. With him holding the gem, she wouldn't be able to phase him properly. So the fact that this is happening? Well, it shouldn't be spoken of later.

The shockwave certainly tosses Kitty off of her feet and she goes tumbling forward with a gasp.

*

"I totally have done that."

Of course he has. Peter Quill is nothing if not morally flexible. The fact that he's stolen reservations to somewhere is entirely unsurprising. "I mean come on, hasn't everyone." This question comes with a look towards Remy as he looks back and the portal winks out of existence…

"…well that wasn't so ba—"

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

The shockwave slams into him and oh god there goes his footing. Off his feet he goes, lifted up by the subsonic pressure that slams into him. Almost immediately he reaches out to grab Kitty, trying to be the first to land. Since he has armor…

…and has apparently once again forgot that she can phase if he's not holding her.

*

Remy LeBeau goes tumbling. He slams into someone's shed, and drops face first into the grass. For a moment he can't even move; he's dazed, with stars dancing in front of his eyes. The shockwave at least ends; though what comes next is a rain of children's toys, lawn junk, decorations and other assorted hazards that clank and clang and whip through the air, falling like a particularly dangerous rain.

It's a good thing most people really don't go out in suburbia, though the shockwave also broke windows up and set off car alarms up and down the street.

*

Were Peter not holding the gem, it's entirely possible the pair of them would find themselves phased halfway through the ground right now. Instead, the land with a hard impact against the ground - Peter actually cushioning Kitty's fall. For once it seems as if the Starlord is coming out the better for this encounter. Strange.

She lands on top of Peter with a hard omph. Though she is attempting to disentangles herself from him, she looks backward to ensure that the ice giant has been taken care of. Also, she's trying to figure out where that thief went. She's not letting him off so easily.

*

Of course she's not.

Peter though oophs as the air rushes out of him. His space armor protects him from the worst of the road rash or bruised ribs. But the man does hug onto Kitty tight as they slam into the pavement…

…and then he just lies flat on his back as she starts to disentangle herself. Arms flopping wide on the road as he stares up at the sky.

"I am definitely getting ramen out of this."

That's his final word on this subject it seems.

"Urgh. Where is that thief guy. We never got his name…"

*

Nor will they, not today.

Because by the time the rain of crap stops, the streets are devoid of red-eyed thieves with Cajun accents and a penchant for cards.

But really, how hard could a guy like that be to find?

Maybe they'll get lucky and see him at the ramen place. As much as they talked about it, a man could get a craving.

Probably not.

Almost definitely not.

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